Chu Zhe, the head of Chunyang Palace, came face to face with King Wisdom.

It was the first meeting between two behemoth helmsmen in the Central Plains cultivation world. It didn't look pleasant. When the leader of Chunyang appeared, King Wisdom knew that this plan had failed, and he wanted to get into the precious land of Jinshanyuan.

In the wind and snow, the two looked at each other for a moment.

The King of Wisdom needs to save some face so as not to be too ugly. There is no legendary trick-within-a-scheme series. Just listen to such things as competing with each other to see who can have the last laugh. Too realistic is all fiction. Many things in the world

It is not something that can be decided in advance, every moment is full of countless changes.

"Master Chu, you can't stop me." King Wisdom said with a smile.

Hearing this, Chu Zhe nodded seriously.

This kind of being whose fame has depended on not ascending for hundreds of years is very powerful and difficult to deal with, but it is not invincible. So far, only the one in the Longmen Desert Forbidden Land is the most terrifying.

"That's right, but my junior brother is very interested in you, and I will join forces with him."

"Oh? Which one?"

After asking, the corners of King Wisdom's eyebrows moved. A person, or rather a sword, walked over from the wind and snow in the distance, Chunyang Zixu Qiyun's first disciple Ganwu...

Gan Wu was trembling with the old sword in his arms. Yes, he had similar habits to a snake demon boy.

King Wisdom knew that the news he had received at the beginning was all false. The intelligence said that not many of the two people staying at Shenhua Mountain in front of him came. Who would have thought that Chunyang Palace was clearly trying its best to help Baijiao practice. If only one of them could deal with it,

When the two of them join forces, Zixu Gan's fighting power is astonishing, and he may not be able to stop them.

At the top of the tower, Bai Yujun raised the dragon gun high and hit the treasure at the top of the tower...

The movement seemed to become very slow, the body was in the air, the slender waist bent back and gathered strength, the raised arms fell down, the slender gun blade of the dark dragon body gun barrel flickering with arcs slowly hit the treasure that shone with treasure, Bai Yujun's face was fierce and ferocious

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The gun blade fell, and the treasure that had been stored on the top of the tower for countless years cracked and shattered.

Ping~!

The treasure fragments burst out, and fragments of various sizes landed on the roof tiles and bounced.

Under normal circumstances, anything similar to a weapon is not used to suppress the luck of the earth veins. Weapons have evil aura, and placing them in the acupoints of the earth veins may damage the luck. Most of them use defensive ones or the more precious jade bottle seal.

As a result, it is naturally inferior to weapons in terms of sturdiness, especially the dragon spear left behind by Shenlong, which has super armor-piercing capabilities.

When the treasure bloomed with its final light and collapsed, many disciples of the Western Sect Jinshan Academy suddenly felt tight in their hearts, as if they had lost something important...

High in the sky, the Western Mahayana masters who originally restrained several real people in Chunyang are now restrained by Chunyang Palace.

The reversal was too fast, and the two old monks looked ugly. In any case, Jinshan Monastery's losses this time were immeasurable, and it might even decline and lose its strength as a result, and all of this was caused by itself.

After the treasure was shattered and destroyed, the pagoda no longer sparkled with gold, and the ice attached to it became thicker and thicker.

Bai Yujun tried it and found that the tower body was very strong.

"Just like eating, you always have to open the lid of the pot first..."

He put away his armor and reached out to untie his headband, and his original form of a giant white dragon quickly emerged.

First, it moved its four claws in a circle in the wind and snow, and then rotated around the frozen pagoda. It was like killing prey in the past, a classic sure-kill move. The frozen pagoda was surrounded by a huge slender white dragon with four claws and dragon horns.

After wrapping it around for several times, the sharp and sharp claws caught the ice shavings everywhere.

The tail of the dragon is at the bottom of the tower, and the head of the huge dragon is at the top of the tower. He roared and tightened his whole body tightly!

Click...click...!

Cracks appeared in the ice and spread. After tightening, the ice collapsed, causing the internal tower body to collapse. The entire pagoda began to deform and tilt. The pagoda that had stood for countless years in the Jinshan Courtyard of Suzhou and Hangzhou was about to disappear from time. Perhaps poets will remember it in the future. Finally

Everyone forgets that there used to be a pagoda here.

The white dragon raised its head and roared.

"Ho~!"

The remaining magic circle of the pagoda shines with its final light, the thick ice cracks, light erupts from the cracks, and then breaks into fragments of different sizes, rumbling and shaking the snow.

The giant white dragon stepped on the ruins with its four claws and lowered its head. Its two terrifying front claws kept pulling at the ruins as if digging a hole, just like a small animal digging in the wild. Its front claws could crush rocks as easily as digging tofu.

A huge deep pit was soon dug. The white dragon opened its ferocious mouth and seemed to suck in air. Something was being sucked out of the ground!

Without obstacles to achieve the goal as quickly as possible, the Western religion suffered heavy losses.

At this point, everything is over. Bai Jiao cannot be killed, nor can he do anything under the protection of many real people in Chunyang. The earth's veins are shaking and his luck is greatly reduced.

Originally, Bai Jiao did not dare to attack holy places such as the Jinshan Temple of the Western Sect. Eating randomly would easily lead to chipping of teeth. However, the Western Sect plotted and planned to break the rules first. The opportunity was rare. Normally, the mountains and water veins in various places could not be tampered with. It was not easy to encounter.

Of course you have to eat what is delivered to your door, and eat it with confidence.

In the future, the earth veins will breed dragon energy, but the time required is unknown and the Feng Shui trend may change.

Jinshanyuan may continue to exist, but it will not be as prosperous and talented as before, and the loss of luck is irreparable. Perhaps, Ordinary may become a real place of pure cultivation.

Bai Yujun wandered and circled into the sky, got into the eye of the storm and controlled the blizzard clouds to lift away from the ground, preparing to use extreme weather to complete cross-realm evolution.

Looking from the sky, you can clearly see that the center of the vortex is empty, and the black clouds form like a vertical space-time tunnel. You can clearly see the white dragons circling in the tunnel.

On the ground, King Wisdom looked calm.

The white-clothed hunter, whose momentum was rising in vain, made Chu Zhe and Gan Wu look solemn. The King of Wisdom was very strong. He seemed calm but might have been furious. No one could guarantee that he would go all out to damage luck and hinder the evolution of the white dragon. Angry

Anything is possible under this, and the two of them go all out and are ready to intercept at any time.

"You two, I'm taking action."

The young monk in white clothes clasped his hands together, and behind him appeared the phantoms of gods and Buddhas.

Just when King Wisdom was about to take action, he suddenly paused, frowned and looked back at the vast wind and snow behind him, where two small figures, one large and one small, were slowly approaching in the wind and snow.

Chu Zhe and Gan Wu looked at each other and found that the other party didn't understand either.

There was an ordinary old monk whose clothes were covered with patches, and a little snake demon who was holding a knife to protect the old monk.

The three people present were all world-famous strong men. Suddenly, there was an ordinary person with almost no cultivation. The snake demon was ignored by the three of them. For some reason, they always felt that the old monk who had gone through many vicissitudes of life was not simple.

Old Huixian was very cold, his nose and cheekbones were red due to the biting wind and snow, his beard and eyebrows were frozen, and it was particularly uncomfortable when the cold wind and snow flew into his sleeves and collar. He came to the three of them step by step.

Compared with the gleaming golden shadow of the giant Buddha behind the King of Wisdom, Old Huixian was extremely shabby, but he could not be underestimated. His face was compassionate, and his old hands covered with thick calluses were clasped together.
Chapter completed!